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Age of The End (D&D 5E) (IC)

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Shalia is glad that Evora accepted her kiss partially since it was only a check kiss and not the type of kiss she was wanting to have at that moment. After the kiss, Shalia simply just watched Evora scramble away at Toryk's orders apparently that Shalia didn't even hear since she was too focused on the other tiefling to even notice. She spends a few more minutes just standing in place thinking about what just happened and how beautiful Evora is before heading back towards where the rest of the group is.

Searching for the others, you find Vrial getting a tattoo and Kalvin leaning on a wall watching.
 
Athaclenna is uncertain as to what to do at the moment, and so she is doing her best to stay out of the way of the crew as they work, looking out over the side at the world moving past them.
 
At this point, Beorin decides that he has nothing else to do besides plunking his butt down on a semi-comfortable seat and relax, enjoying his pipe while the others go about their business.
 
Vrail shakes his a head a bit, as if to clear it.

"My pardon, m'lord Kalvin," he says, "I forgot myself for a moment. I am getting a tattoo, as you can see. To honor one of my ancestors."
He laughed a little. "No worries. But I see. Who is the tattoo of?" He asked. "You don't need to explain if you're not.. sober enough. I can ask again when you are done" He chuckled to himself.
 
Athaclenna is uncertain as to what to do at the moment, and so she is doing her best to stay out of the way of the crew as they work, looking out over the side at the world moving past them.
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White Jungle, is alien compared to the rest of Terris. Tropical plants and ferns bare frawny leaves of white all year round, which gives this providence its name. Birds and frogs can be heard from all around as the ship sails over the treeline, occasionally one could hear monkeys call out to one another. but for the rest of the day it seems that there are no fauna here that would dare bring harm to the ship like the wyverns did.
 
Searching for the others, you find Vrial getting a tattoo and Kalvin leaning on a wall watching.
Shalia ignores the pair of them since she is uninterested in getting herself a tattoo and walks away to find someone else that isn't busy getting body art placed on them.
 
Shalia ignores the pair of them since she is uninterested in getting herself a tattoo and walks away to find someone else that isn't busy getting body art placed on them.

You make your way to the deck of the ship, two things catch your attention... the first is the former captain of the ship (who is the same red head you saw a few days earlier) still in a stockade and a sign draped around her... But you Cannot read Draconic so you have not a clue what it reads. The other thing that catches your eye is Athaclenna , who is enjoying the sights just off the side of the ship.
 
Shalia is confused on why the red headed woman is in the stockade, but decides not to get near her considering it's not the best idea to speak to someone that's in a stockade for some type of crime against the crew even though she isn't sure what that crime was. She approaches Athaclenna with a smile. "Hey, see anything interesting out there?"


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He laughed a little. "No worries. But I see. Who is the tattoo of?" He asked. "You don't need to explain if you're not.. sober enough. I can ask again when you are done" He chuckled to himself.

"This," said Vrail indicating the artwork, "Is Armadonn - one of The Twelve. They fought a demon horde during the Age of Terror. Armadonn - he had to face Gong Zhu - great Demon of Earth whose blood was magma and breath set the air on fire - to protect a host of refugees. All Armadonn had was a Tower Shield, his courage ... and this!"

Vrail's club like tail rears up between the two.
 
Shalia is confused on why the red headed woman is in the stockade, but decides not to get near her considering it's not the best idea to speak to someone that's in a stockade for some type of crime against the crew even though she isn't sure what that crime was. She approaches Athaclenna with a smile. "Hey, see anything interesting out there?"


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Athaclenna turns to see Shalia with a smile. "I have never seen such foliage, being all white like this! It is one thing to hear about it in stories, quite another to see it in person. What about you? Do you see anything interesting?"
 
"This," said Vrail indicating the artwork, "Is Armadonn - one of The Twelve. They fought a demon horde during the Age of Terror. Armadonn - he had to face Gong Zhu - great Demon of Earth whose blood was magma and breath set the air on fire - to protect a host of refugees. All Armadonn had was a Tower Shield, his courage ... and this!"

Vrail's club like tail rears up between the two.
He jerks lightly out of the way as the club on his tail moved, smiling. "Quite magnificent, I must say." He said, his own slender, whip-like tail raising up to sway like a snake. "I suppose it's one thing you have us beat at." He grinned. "The tattoo is also wonderful, hopefully I can have one done as well."
 
Once Vrail was done being poked and prodded with ink, he shifted off the wall. "Would it be possible for me to get a tattoo as well?" He asked the man. TyranntX TyranntX

He nods, and speaks in that language you don't speak. As he finishes up Vrial's tattoo, he holds out his hand, almost as if he expects you to pay him something.

dr xenon dr xenon , when he finishes your tattoo you feel a bit heavier, and it feels like your armor just got a bit thicker? how could this be? (Your natural armor skill has increased from +2 to +4)
 
He nods, and speaks in that language you don't speak. As he finishes up Vrial's tattoo, he holds out his hand, almost as if he expects you to pay him something.

dr xenon dr xenon , when he finishes your tattoo you feel a bit heavier, and it feels like your armor just got a bit thicker? how could this be? (Your natural armor skill has increased from +2 to +4)
dr xenon dr xenon "Hey.. do you know what he's saying? I unfortunately don't speak the language he does." He said, looking at Vrail. He did fumble around to get his coin pouch though, hopeful that Vrail would be able to tell him how much the man wanted. "So inconvenient.." He sighed a touch.
 
Beorin walks over to see what is going on around Vrail. "So, what is all of this? Getting some tattoos to commemorate our victory? Sounds like a good thing to me. What is the man charging for it?"
 
Athaclenna turns to see Shalia with a smile. "I have never seen such foliage, being all white like this! It is one thing to hear about it in stories, quite another to see it in person. What about you? Do you see anything interesting?"

Still feeling flirty from her earlier encounter with Evora, Shalia smiles and responds in a flirty tone "Of course I see a beautiful woman with a lovely white background full of nature behind her." Shalia is unsure how the lovely elf woman will respawn to her since she hasn't had that much interactions with Athaclenna at this point in their journey.
 
Beorin walks over to see what is going on around Vrail. "So, what is all of this? Getting some tattoos to commemorate our victory? Sounds like a good thing to me. What is the man charging for it?"

"Ah, no, my friend," Vrail replies to Beorin. "Or not exactly. I thought it was an auspicious time to expand my collection to include something for an Ancestor."

He flexes and stretches.

"The artist used some arcane skill for it - It seems to be -- very effective."
 
"Ah, no, my friend," Vrail replies to Beorin. "Or not exactly. I thought it was an auspicious time to expand my collection to include something for an Ancestor."

He flexes and stretches.

"The artist used some arcane skill for it - It seems to be -- very effective."

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Beorin looks even more interested now. "Arcane tattoos? That is a true sight to behold! I do wonder, what kind of magic this man can work for me?" He looks over at the tattoo artist and asks, "What is your fee, my good man?"
 
Still feeling flirty from her earlier encounter with Evora, Shalia smiles and responds in a flirty tone "Of course I see a beautiful woman with a lovely white background full of nature behind her." Shalia is unsure how the lovely elf woman will respawn to her since she hasn't had that much interactions with Athaclenna at this point in their journey.
The elf blushes a deep red, a color quite visible on her pale complexion. Then, she manages to sputter out, "Uh, um, I, uh, thank you?" She bows her head down a bit, letting her hair cover her face. In a quiet voice, she says, "I think you are pretty, too."
 
Beorin looks even more interested now. "Arcane tattoos? That is a true sight to behold! I do wonder, what kind of magic this man can work for me?" He looks over at the tattoo artist and asks, "What is your fee, my good man?"

He speaks a language you don't understand
 
Beorin looks disappointed, then says to Vrail and asks, "Can you translate for us? Especially since you seem to have spoken his lingo."
 
The elf blushes a deep red, a color quite visible on her pale complexion. Then, she manages to sputter out, "Uh, um, I, uh, thank you?" She bows her head down a bit, letting her hair cover her face. In a quiet voice, she says, "I think you are pretty, too."
Shalia blushes back noticing from seeing the blush on the elf's face and from hearing the complement. Shalia wonders if the magic water that splashed her somehow made her more attractive since other woman are actually responding positively to her flirting instead of the normal rejections she receives from women she attempts to flirt with. She slowly moves herself closer to the elf and then slowly makes an attempt at kissing her check.
 
"Gold!" Toryk said from across the deck with a laugh,"Aye. Every race understands the language of gold."
 

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